Enticing garden guards her heart.
Thrusting bountiful colors of art
Demanding praise with irritance.
She sighs with diligence
And plucks.
A flawless flower beaming.
She smiles and steals him
Seeming off whim.
Beauty and brightness overwhelms
And compels a spell
Of a veil to contentment,
Yet there's trickery present.
The facade fades,
The aroma decays.
Flower's final destandence
Alludes to the truth inside.
Monstrousness subsides
He's no longer perfect,
No longer beautiful,
No longer sweet,
No longer a flower.
Arduous to disregard,
And inspect the garden again.
For another to lie and die.
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